She's ten now, the eldest daughter of the Williams family, Alicia.
I can't believe your brothers found out you broke into the magic school.
Albert, it's really scary to be preached with that smile from your brother.
I thought I'd go to bed today... but I need to muscle lightly before I go to bed.
As soon as you skip it, it fades.
I looked back at the day with my abs.
It's been a full day since I met Liz, the heroine. Very satisfied.
She's cute and intelligent, and I feel like I know she's gonna be hot.
... No, Alicia. She's my enemy, what do you do with praise? She is destined to be abused by me.
I ended the muscle trap with that in mind.
I dived into bed yawning.
We're practicing magic today!
I headed to the library in the morning. Everyone in the mansion already knew I was going to the library.
You know, you just accidentally told Rosetta before, but you know it to everyone in quite a moment.
When I walked into the library, I heard a talk.
Oh, a foreman?
I approached the voice as I sneaked my footsteps.
"She's a heretic."
But you're living normal now.
"Still, he's dangerous."
"There will be no way to say that!
I wonder who you're talking about......
You mean a heretic, Mr. Liz?
Are you already a dangerous person?
This is your father's voice, isn't it?
Who could have been the other one...... I've heard of it, but I can't remember.
Still, Mr. Liz, you're already getting your fathers eyes on you.
"I'm sorry. Let's change the way we say it. Her thinking skills are extraordinary."
"Oh."
"Her patriotism is thinner than ours"
"Are you trying to tell me that turning to the enemy is a pain in the ass?
Why is your father angry when it's about Liz?
You shouldn't eavesdrop any more, should you?
I softly stood up and tried to leave the library.
I made a dong noise.
Ouch!
... I hit my elbow on the bookshelf.
"Who!
A thick voice echoes in the library.
It will, won't it? Oh, I want to run.
But if I run away here, I'll lose my majesty as a bad girl.
My pride won't let that happen.
I showed up in front of the two of them from the bookshelf.
Your father and Dear Gail's father, Joan?
They're both looking at me with their eyes round.
Sure, I'm sorry to hear about the conversation between you two, but if you really don't want anyone to hear about it, I don't want you to talk about it in the library or anything.
You can both say something. What am I supposed to do with this awkward air?
... should I speak from me?
"Hi, I'm Alicia"
I greeted him as if nothing had happened.